mid February in the woods
winter’s eye looked in mine
and winked I do believe
Recognition
Believe
despite the enormity
of the big dark woods
and the smallness of our feet
we can find our way through
The Thorn, The Leaf And Then The Rose
the thorns eternal
and budding leaves
enduring faith in the rose
There It Was
the infinitesimal star
perhaps I didn’t see
but surely I believed
Amen
gratitude
for the gifts
of another day
Into The Unknown
surrender
with complete abandon
to life’s plan
Belief
the power
to rise
intention under wings
Soar
held aloft
by nothing but
deep belief in freedom
Many Ways of Faith
druid’s lent
the purple leaf
a passion to believe
In Lingering Ice
lonesome for the red winged
longing for the frogs’ calls
believing in the sun
cattails wait
Unseen
beneath the white
in the waking earth
seeds begin their first stirrings
Goddess Trees
The trinity of birch
renewal, determination, protection
comprise a sacred ladder to the heavens.